I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Jemaine seemed to have had enough of these weaklings entangling him, snorted coldly, and his skin writhed as bones burrowed out, covering himself with a ferocious yet aesthetically pleasing armor.

His bone wings flapped fiercely, creating a violent wind.

His figure flashed to previously escaped four members of the Golden Cup, and his bone spear swept across like a cudgel. Frey and Akebin, who were in front, were sent flying, and then the spear tip rained down like spears, piercing through the bodies of the four.

Hisssssss…!!

"Ah!"

"Ugh!!"

The sharp weapon entered their bodies, and blood flew everywhere.

Two Sequence Five members of the Golden Cup were instantly shattered by the "Shadow Coffin," their bodies torn apart, losing their breath… The other two, slightly luckier, were also thrown several meters out, lying in pools of blood, barely alive.

"Ruiou, Helmut… you sacrificed yourselves for the glory of the council!"

Member Frey crawled up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his tone somber.

War is cruel, especially in the power-dominated Mystic Realm… As high-ranking members, they must charge at the forefront, enduring the fiercest attacks and pressure.

The Red Apple Church, formerly a part of the Righteous God Church, had a terrifying foundation. This was only an incarnation of an Archbishop from the Blood Abbey with Ten Cores, yet he had completely routed these key members of the Golden Cup.

But now, in the absence of Lord Jack, they had no choice but to sacrifice themselves to distract the enemy, otherwise the people below would face the ruthless slaughter by the Incarnation of the Saint… If that happened, the battle would be lost, and all their previous efforts would turn to dust!

Even the Generous Council would be ashamed because of this.

"Aaaaah!"

Frey roared lowly, as shadowy mud instantly covered his body, and his six arms each holding a black long sword appeared behind Jemaine, swinging at him.

"Akebin! Leave Coleman and Aester to you! Save them!"

"Member Frey..."

Akebin had just taken a potion, then his face slightly changed.

Jemaine turned around indifferently, holding the spear in one hand, clashing with the black sword shadows swung by Frey's six arms, making a clanging sound.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the bone spear shattered the six shadowy swords and stabbed toward Frey's brow.

"!!"

Frey's eyes widened.

He knew well that with his speed, he could never avoid this strike.

The only outcome was death!

Boom!!

A terrifying blast spread across the battlefield.

The Earth trembled incessantly, dust, snowflakes, and cold wind carried a huge wave that obscured vision, making players cover their ears involuntary.

"What's happening now?!"

As the dust settled, everyone finally saw the scene inside.

A Pale Knight, nearly three meters tall, stooped in the middle of the field, dragging a terrifying silver giant sword in his hand, with a crimson cape fluttering behind him, and a huge white python coiled around his shoulder stood on his shoulder.

And beneath the knight's foot, he was stomping on the formerly invincible "Ultimate Boss!"

"Who is that…?!"

The players were dumbfounded, too shocked to speak.

Meanwhile, high-level players like Dongyang, Chenxi, and Polaris also arrived at this main battlefield. Seeing the giant knight descending from the sky, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It has to be Jack!"

"I knew it, Mr. Jack couldn't have died so easily!"

Polaris looked up at the knight, glanced at the still active "Pale Mark" on his panel, and secretly cracked a smile.

Seizing this gap, Frey, who had a narrow escape, returned to the lineup of executives, staring anxiously at the two powerful figures confronting each other in the center.

"Lord Jack has finally returned!"

He spoke both relievedly and emotionally.

The rest slightly nodded, simultaneously taking a long breath.

It was as if Jack's return had anchored their hearts, dispelling the anxiety inside, leaving only reverence and anticipation… hoping that Lord Jack could kill the formidable enemy, avenge the fallen comrades, and lead them to win this battle!

The two gravely wounded members of the Golden Cup were rescued in time and were receiving emergency treatment from Akebin along with Noah. The rest of the executives, more or less injured, could only be briefly treated by Maggie and take potions to stabilize their conditions.

The council members on the field, the Circus executives, and even more players arriving at the scene all collectively turned their attention to the center—

Jemaine's bone wings overlapped above his head, grappling with the pale greaves and iron boots.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Yet his figure bent further, and immediately, he knelt down on one knee.

Thud!

The ground cracked and sunk slightly.

Jemaine's expression was grim, the corner of his eye twitching slightly.

"I knew it… how could your strength be so meager! So this is your real form, Jack!"

His tone was angry and somewhat incredulous.

That a Mid Sequence Transcendent could create an incarnation was truly baffling to him.

At the same time, the real strength of Jack far exceeded his expectations.

Powerful! Far too powerful!

A Sequence Five Transcendent, with mere strength, had suppressed his incarnation so he couldn't even stand up. How terrifying was that?!

Jemaine found it all inconceivable!

His words also caused the unknowing players at the scene to exclaim in astonishment.

"Jack?!"

"That Pale Knight is Jack! Wow!"

"Our boss isn't dead after all! We can still win!"

"Jack is awesome!!"

They vigorously discussed and forwarded these screenshots and information into the chat channels.

Wow!!

The players in Melting Mountain City immediately cheered.